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CHAPTER 66

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“Check the perimeter again. Now!” Bianca slammed her palm against the oak desk, the vibration rattling the half-empty glass of amber liquid near the edge.

Lorenzo didn’t move. He stood by the tall window, his silhouette cutting a sharp, jagged line against the moonlit curtains. “We’ve checked it six times in the last hour, B. The sensors are live. The dogs are out. If a squirrel breathes heavy on the north fence, we’ll know.”

“He isn’t a squirrel, Lorenzo. He’s the man who designed this securit
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  • The Debt of the Virgin Widow   121

    "Are you going to let him go?"Leo’s voice was too quiet. Too steady. I didn't look at him. I couldn't. My eyes were locked on that single, dark speck on the horizon where the Atlantic swallowed the sun. Dante was gone. No boat. No flare. Just a man walking into a grave he’d been digging for ten years."He was never ours to keep, Leo."I tightened my grip on the cliff’s edge. The stone was cold. Sharp. It bit into my palms, but I needed the sting to stay present. My head throbbed with the ghost of a hangover that hadn't left since Marseille. Or maybe it was just the weight of the silence."He remembered the lilies," Leo said. He kicked a loose pebble over the side. We waited. Three seconds. A faint clink against the lower shelf. "He remembered the blood.""Memory is a poison. He’s better off without us."I reached into my pocket. My fingers brushed against the heavy, cold weight of the Vane signet ring. I pulled it out. The gold was dull, caked with the dried salt of the harbor. The e

  • The Debt of the Virgin Widow   120

    You shouldn't have come back."Dante stood on the jagged black rocks of the shore, his silhouette a jagged tear against the orange light of the burning fleet. The Purity ships were carcasses now. Steel ribs glowing red. The air tasted like scorched rubber and wet ash. I stayed three paces behind him. My lungs still burned from the saltwater. My skin was raw where the Shift-Blood had retreated, leaving me human and shivering."I wasn't going to let them kill you," I said. My voice was a dry rasp. "Not after everything."Dante didn't turn. He looked out at the graveyard of ships. "You think I wanted to be saved? You think I wanted to remember?""Dante—""The wedding. The blood on the white lilies." He finally turned. His eyes were bloodshot, the emerald glow fading into a dull, bruised blue. "I remember the safe house in Marseille. I remember the way the rain sounded on the tin roof when I pinned you against that wall. When I told you I'd never let Arthur touch you again."I stepped tow

  • The Debt of the Virgin Widow   119

    "Don't you fucking dare die."I gripped Dante’s collar. My knuckles were white. The water was a freezing, oily weight against my chest. We were in the secondary corridor, a narrow steel throat that was rapidly choking on the Atlantic. Behind us, the brig was a soup of debris and drowned guards. Ahead, the only light came from the flickering emergency strobes of the escape trunk."Leo! Grab the railing!"The boy didn't move. He floated near the ceiling, his face pressed into the last two inches of air. He wasn't crying. He wasn't even breathing right. His skin was turning that sickly, translucent green again."The cage, Mommy. It's... it's humming."I turned. The dampening cage Miller used—the one that had held my son—was wedged against the bulkhead. It was mangled. The blue electrical arcs were gone, replaced by a low, rhythmic thrumming. The bars were thick, industrial-grade steel."I've got you." I lunged for it.The lock was jammed. The impact of the ship hitting the ocean floor ha

  • The Debt of the Virgin Widow   118

    "Don't you dare close your eyes, Dante!"The water was already at my waist. Freezing. Thick with the smell of hydraulic fluid and dying men. The ship groaned, a deep, metal scream that vibrated through the floor of the brig. I jerked against the restraints of the Amplifier Chair. The needles in my spine burned. Every time the ship tilted, they dug deeper into the vertebrae."Bianca—" Dante’s voice was a wet rattle. He was submerged to his chest, one hand gripping the edge of my chair to keep from being swept away by the surge. "The manual... override. It’s the only way.""Where?" I slammed my head back against the headrest. "Where is it, Dante?"He pointed with his chin toward a black, circular plate on the side of the console. It sat just above the rising waterline. A single, glass eye stared out from the center of it."Vane blood." Dante coughed. A spray of red hit the surface of the rising water. "It needs... a direct sample. To confirm the Queen's release.""Arthur’s dead. Miller’

  • The Debt of the Virgin Widow   117

    "Open the door, Miller, or I’ll paint this deck with your teeth."Dante’s voice didn't sound like a man anymore. It was a low, vibrating growl that seemed to come from the floorboards. Across the steel walkway, he was a silhouette of violence. His hand—the one missing a thumb—was a mess of shredded meat and white bone, yet he gripped the pulse-rifle with a terrifying, steady strength."Stay back! I’m warning you!" Miller scrambled away from the monitors. He held his sidearm with both hands, the barrel shaking. "The ship is going down! We have to get to the pods!""The pods are for people." Dante took a step forward. His bare feet left bloody, tacky prints on the metal. "You aren't a person. You’re a target."K-boom.A massive shudder rocked the ship. The deck tilted ten degrees to the starboard. I slammed against the glass wall of my cell, my shoulder screaming as the plastic brace jerked my arm. Outside the monitors, a massive, black-furred limb—twice the size of a man—smashed throug

  • The Debt of the Virgin Widow   116

    "Sit. Now."Agent Miller shoved me toward the chair. It wasn't a chair. It was a skeleton of jagged, silver wiring and cold, black needles. It sat in the center of the command deck, surrounded by monitors showing the flickering red ghosts of the rogue wolves. I looked at the restraints. They were lined with micro-needles."I'm not doing this, Miller." I dug my heels into the deck plating. "I won't be your remote control.""You don't have a choice." Miller grabbed my throat. His scarred skin felt like sandpaper. He leaned in until I could see the yellow in his good eye. "I've already got the boy’s frequency mapped. If you don't sit, I'll let the dampener run until his heart stops. Do you want to watch him go into cardiac arrest? Because I’ll make you watch."I looked at the monitor. Leo was still in that humming cage. His small face was pressed against the floor. His chest barely moved."Fine." I sat.The needles didn't wait. As soon as my back hit the mesh, the restraints snapped shut

  • The Debt of the Virgin Widow   CHAPTER 11

    Chapter 11: The Vulnerable Butcher"Don’t look at me with pity, Bianca. I can’t stand it."Dante stood by the edge of the bed, his back to me. The moonlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting long, skeletal shadows across the floor. Slowly, with hands that actually trembled, he unbuttoned

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  • The Debt of the Virgin Widow   CHAPTER 7

    Chapter 7: The Orphanage Records"Ten minutes, Bianca. If I find you outside of your quarters when I return, I'll double the guards."Dante didn't look back as he checked the chamber of his Beretta. The metallic clack-slide echoed in the foyer, a sharp punctuation to his threat. He stepped out into

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  • The Debt of the Virgin Widow   CHAPTER 9

    Chapter 9: The Poisoned Gift"The floor isn’t going to scrub itself, sweetheart."Sofia’s voice cut through the morning quiet like a rusty blade. She stood in the center of the grand hallway, her arms crossed over a pristine white blazer. At her feet sat a galvanized bucket of gray, lye-heavy water

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  • The Debt of the Virgin Widow   CHAPTER 8

    Chapter 8: The Mirror of TraumaDante stared at the crushed petals in his palm. The grey dust drifted to the floor, settling like ash. The room felt smaller, the air thick with the smell of rain and his rising heat. He took a step toward the bed, his shadow stretching over me until I was buried in

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